The Penis Fruit Loop - Nurse With Wound

After twenty years of marriage

I grew my beard

To find out why

People grow beards

I haven’t the time

I’ve nailed down the last plank

It can’t be possible

Incredible

If only I still had my old record player

Or even a radio

I wrapped it up yesterday

In the grey paper bag

We must have left it downstairs

We climbed too quickly

We must take the child’s mind of this business

We can hardly sink much lower

What day is it?

We are drifting

We’re drifting

I would like to teach small children

That everything in life (isn't changed?)

Do I stop work?

Or do I go on washing

Or scrubbing

Or (?)

Or scouring

Or sweeping

Or waxing

Or scraping

Or dusting

Or shining

Or cleaning

Or polishing

Or brushing